Martin Hagemann is one of the world's good guys. We don't see each other often, but when we do, it's like seeing a long lost brother: honest, easy and never long enough.
This time, we were able to meet in Saalfelden. He was nearby in Baad Aussie, where his stepdaughter's father was from, and offered to drive here on his way back to Berlin.
It was so great to see him. Without trying to embarrass him, let me just say this: when I grow up, I hope to be half as strong and as sensitive as he is. (Wise is clearly out of the question.)
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